From Boardroom to Bedroom

“I’ve never felt her hair.”

Roslyn laughed. “We were talking about your grandmother.”

“We were, but I’d rather talk about you.”

She hesitated for a second and the moment was broken. He pulled his arm back, not wanting to make her uncomfortable or come across as a creepy boss. Hadn’t he told her he wouldn’t get involved? How did she continue to pull him in? It was that damn mind of hers. She was too fascinating, too intoxicating. He continually wanted more.

“Tell me more about this hometown of yours,” he said. “You know, Miranda also lived in Texas for a time.”

“I’m aware,” she replied. “I made it a point to study up on all the cast. I assumed that was part of my job, right?”

“Always circling back to work.” Nigel shook his head and reached for his glass. “I’ve never met anyone who cares about work as much as I do.”

“Well, I care about my job and making a good impression,” she stated. “I’ve always believed anyone can make a difference, no matter how small their position or their financial background.”

words for everything.

last staff meeting, but he’d thought it too soon to jump the gun. Now, though, he wasn’t

something

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couldn’t help but smile. “For the time being. What do you say to working as the lead on the marketing for Serephina’s wedding? I mean, not the actual wedding, but the marketing of the buzz around the show? If you could draw something up that I could show her, maybe we could convince her to air their

out of him as he continued on, hoping she would take this on. Roslyn’s eyes widened, her mouth dropped open. After a moment, she regained her composure and took a sip of her

of the most important episodes if that happens.” She muttered the word as if rolling the idea around in her mind, thinking out loud so as to clarify her answer

Things seemed to be falling into place and

ideas. Fee will have a difficult time turning this down. She loves the other ladies and this show, and she still wants to see everyone succeed. I have faith

identify. After a moment, Roslyn squared her shoulders

won’t let

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wine and wondered yet again what the hell she’d gotten herself into. Agreeing to another project for Nigel? She didn’t have time for all of this. She needed to get in and out of this job and this persona before Miranda knew she

looked at her with that hope in his eyes, she knew how much he wanted this show to thrive. She saw how hard he worked, how invested he was in the program he’d created. Isn’t that what she wanted? She wanted the life she worked